After a pause, he added, "you eat mine, I eat you!" Fang Chi Xia choked on his words, shook his hand with chopsticks, and the meat fell back into the pot. Luo Yibei looked at her movements with satisfaction, patted her face, withdrew her body, stared at her faintly, "eat well!" Fang Chi Xia couldn't eat any more. He looked at him so much that his chopsticks were slipping in his hands. Her face was uncomfortable and her back was a little creepy. In fact, she hasn't had enough, but when she was looked at by luoyibei, all the dishes were finally put into luoyibei's plate. A dinner was bought by her, catered to her preferences and prepared by her. However, in the end, she became a busboy. Luo Yibei was quite satisfied with the meal. He took a napkin and wiped the corners of his lips. He picked the corners of his lips and smiled at her. "The service was good, reward!" Fang Chi Xia felt that she had become a humble maid in the ancient harem. Her face froze almost immediately, squinting at him, smelling a face, and her expression was very ugly“ From today on, I have changed my attitude towards hot pot! " He whistled softly, and he said again. His mood seemed excellent, and the corners of his lips were always slightly hooked. That expression, in Fang Chi Xia's eyes, looks like a villain“ You don't need to change. Just hate it as always. "“ Is it? But I like it. What should I do? " Luo Yibei squinted at her, gently picked the tip of his eyebrows, quoted her words and added, "in snowy weather, hot pot is really suitable!" Fang Chi Xia, "..." didn't continue to tease her. Luo Yibei stood up, sorted out his clothes, and asked lazily, "is there anything you want to buy?" The things he gave Fangchi summer can be piled up to fill a room. Fangchi Xia has nothing missing“ No. " Not taking his words seriously, Fang Chi Xia turned to the kitchen. After they came out, they went for a walk nearby. Fangchi Xia University and high school were spent nearby. There are a lot of her memories here. As they walked, they came to the original church. In the snowy weather, the original European style church has become a piece of snow-white, just like the holiness of Laplace's Ice Palace. Even the flowers and trees in the garden are not spared. The branches and leaves are full of fine snowflakes, crystal clear, ethereal and clear. When they came to the church door, their footsteps suddenly stopped at the same time. Loebye thought of what happened when she first brought him to the church. She once told him that her favorite is the church wedding, because the church is the most sacred. She said unintentionally, but he remembered intentionally that the wedding they didn't succeed. He even searched all churches at home and abroad. Loeb gazed quietly at the small church, lost in sight of gain and loss. Fangchi Xia was also in a trance, staring at the wall outside the church. Watching so quietly, in my memory, some old pictures, such as old books, were reopened, and suddenly jumped into my mind. The place she saw was the place where she met cold for the first time. Outside the church, she was still young at that time. After being driven out of Fang Fei's house, she slept outside the church all night. She was like a homeless stray cat and dog. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.